Last night was lovely. I don’t know about you, but whenever I’m meeting up with friends who don’t already know each other, friends from different circles, I’m always a little bit tense beforehand. Needn’t have worried, though, everyone got along swimmingly. A few beers in White Star, and some marvellous Mexican food at Barrio Chino. They served habanero-infused grapefruit margaritas which were awesome. We chatted the night away, and eventually all went our separate ways. It was a wonderful way to end my American odyssey. I arrived here in December, I’ve experienced three seasons (NFL, NBA, MLB), and, well, it’s been quite the adventure, for want of a better word. I’m not sure the recent events have properly sunk in yet; I’m sure that’ll happen once I get settled. But for now, I’m gonna go out, take one last walk around the neighbourhood, smoke a cigarette or two, drink a coffee, then get in a cab to the airport. Barring any disasters, I’ll be arriving in Düsseldorf tomorrow morning and then getting a train to Berlin. If there is a disaster (Air Berlin flight 3551), please mourn me like you would mourn… oh, I dunno… Justin Timberlake dying whilst trying to save a basket of kittens. If the women from the Addicted to Love video are reading this: could you be my pallbearers, please?
Goodbye America, it’s been a blast.